The storm erupted like a vortex, and in the instant it appeared, like the jaws of an invisible beast, it tore away a chunk of the earth.
Stone, soil, and even the bricks and tiles used to pave the road were shaved away as though licked clean. Accompanied by explosive shockwaves, they turned into flying sand and debris that filled the entire area.
"Mm..."
Amid the flying sand and rubble, Sylvia let out a small muffled groan and retreated rapidly. Her agile figure tapped against the ground several times as she withdrew some distance.
Before Sylvia, Regulus stood amid the flying sand and debris, completely unscathed.
Stones struck his body like bullets.
Soil bombarded him like cannonballs.
Even the bricks, tiles, and fierce winds reached Regulus, making him seem as though he stood at the center of a hail of gunfire, enduring the aftershocks of his own attack.
Yet whether it was stone, soil, or brick, everything struck him as though hitting incomparably sturdy metal. Amid a series of "bang, bang, bang" sounds, not only did they fail to harm him, they did not even produce any force upon impact.
Even Regulus's clothes remained free of dust. The fierce wind split around his body, leaving even the hem of his clothes unmoved.
Having keenly noticed this, Sylvia was truly astonished.
"What kind of power is this?"
The attack she unleashed could not be defended against.
Yet without doing anything, he could neutralize its aftereffects.
Just what was the true nature of the power Regulus used?
"Could it be a barrier? Did he construct some kind of defensive wall?"
Jeanne seemed equally surprised.
However, Jeanne quickly came to a realization.
"Could that be the thing called an 'Authority'?"
—Authority.
In the world of Type-Moon, it referred to a certain right wielded